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Saturday, July 14, 2007

A Matal Moja Proposes... A Sober Juto Disposes

Moppet's Mom wrote about how she got engaged, following the thread started by Grail. (Note that I refrained from saying trail.)

Anyway, I just had to chip in with my story, because my story, V's and mine, is a hoot. When I broke off the relationship prior to this one, I decided to enjoy singlehood. And I decided to enjoy this in part with V and his gang, as the archives show. When V began to sit up and note my undeniable attraction (I think he was looking at my butt mostly, he's such a dog!) I was flattered but prefered the headiness of being single. After having been in two emotionally draining relationships for five years in a row, I was enjoying the mingling.

And then we went on our first date one night. I'd just burnt my hair and cut it all off to hide the burn, so I was looking very different. And feeling very nice about my new look. And then V took me to dinner and a movie (something which hasn't happened since, except when I have planned it). Feeling considerably wooed, I then took him to this party, where we both got good and drunk. While I was just drunk, he was the drunkest I've ever seen him. Eventually we got ourselves onto a mattress in a quiet room and I tried to fall asleep. V had other plans however. Eventually, when I got it across to him that I'd really rather sleep, he insisted on drunkenly sliding one of his rings onto my finger (it was huge!) and asking me to marry him.

He doesn't remember any of this or what else happened that night. So when morning came along, I thought I might as well make an honest man out of him. But I thought a drunken proposal deserved some punishment, so I made him wait another month. Typically, when I told him I was willing to give us a go, his reaction was, "Does this mean I can kiss you now?"

Despite my grumbling I still think I did the smart thing. V's such fun to get drunk with.

P.S.No, I didn't sleep with him that night. Not that it's any of your business.

P.P.S.The title is explained by a joke created by V's idiot friends... they thought that Sue was a very wannabe name, so they made it Shoo, as a Bengali might pronounce it. From that to Juto (Bengali for "shoe") was a fairly short step. And that made V a moja (sock), and since he drank so much, a matal (drunk) moja.